Anonymous Olde English
Poems by Anonymous Olde English : 11 / 209
Adam Lay Ibounden
Adam lay ibounden,
Bounden in a bond.
Four thousand winter
Thoght he not too long.
And all was for an appil,
And appil that he tok,
As clerkes finden
Wreten in here book.
Ne hadde the appil take ben,
The appil taken ben,
Ne hadde never our lady
A ben hevene quene.
Blessed be the time
That appil take was,
Therefore we moun singen
Deo gracias.
Anonymous Olde English
Submitted: Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Poems by Anonymous Olde English : 11 / 209
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